I told her I found an old pair of coveralls in her basement which got me home. "Waht do you think of her?", she asked. I replied tht she was very co...dial and easy to talk to, and that it was nice to meet her. She looked at me for a few seconds, then asked, "Did you happent to notice her big boobs?" Without missing a beat, I replied that, of course, I had. "Yes, I'm sure you did - what else about her looks did you notice?", she asked. I said I thought she had an attractive figure for her. It wasn't long before shesaid goodbye and made her way off the set behind us.The crowd quieted down, and I stood there waiting for the music tostart. My heart had already started pumping, and I could feel the rushof being on stage starting without even a single note.The red light that had gone off earlier came back on. The crowd startedto clap. I watched as a short heavyset man stood up and counted down onhis fingers before pointing at Todd."Welcome back," Todd said into one of the many cameras. “Why am I panting?”“Cause I’m really damn good at this,” I murmured, then leaned forward. This time, I gave her the old extending tongue trick. Dragons, it is well known, have extremely long tongues. I let my humanish tongue transform into a full dragon’s tongue, uncoiling down P90’s mouth, into her throat like a wriggling tentacle. Her whole body stiffened. Her eyes went wide ... and then slowly closed as she leaned into my kiss. There is something so stupidly erotic about feeling a throat. ‘Sleep tight, gorgeous.’ * Whoever invented the word ‘hangover’ had it spot on. Hangover was exactly right. I didn’t want to stand, I wanted to hang over something. Scrub that. I wanted to lie down, sprawl across the sales counter and press my aching forehead against its cool Formica surface. How could I be such a lightweight? I’d only had three quarters of a bottle of Chardonnay. ‘Sam.’ I attempted to blot out the sound of my name. The last thing I wanted was to engage in conversation. Come to.